Althaia has already been buried once — a boutique girl who spent five years playing dead, certain the world only ever takes: her name is engraved on an urn, and it was her own father who put it there. Damiano is the Devil — thirty, untouchable, a mafia king who lets the flame of a lighter do his talking and keeps his enemies in ash, so sure no one is worth his name that he's never gone looking for a wife at all. Then fate presses his gun to the head of a trespasser in his garden — a girl with the greenest eyes he's ever seen, the dead daughter walking, marked to be his Queen. But before the bond can burn, the traitor inside the family poisons it — a staged murder, a faked video, her father lowered into the ground, and a rejection torn from his own mouth: "It was just a mistake… you need to go." Now the truth claws its way back up: the child that's still alive, the secret of who Althaia really is, and a hooded stranger with a rival clan raising a war to take everything she has left. And the Devil who threw her away is about to learn the true cost of rejecting the one woman he was born to burn for.
